Just over a week ago, Heather and I received terrible news. Our friend and former neighbor Brian had died suddenly at home. We had seen Brian last at our house to watch a UFC fight and indulge on one of the most intense feasts of 2012: bacon-wrapped venison, steak, and sweet potato fries. I was full for 2 days. It was a great night of food and fights. His wife had recently been relocated for work to North Carolina, and we were looking forward to hosting them occasionally while Brian continued his school and work up here in Virginia. We were devastated when we heard the news, and have spent a good deal of time reflecting on our time together.